It saved mine.

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I saw this today after my friend Amy sent me this link and Note:
This is really inspiring and touched my heart this morning. I hope you enjoy!
Love,
Amy
I did a little browsing on Susannah Conway's (she was one of the amazing contributors to Reverb 10) site and saw this Polaroid of hers. It spoke to me on so many levels. Reminding me of how finding everyday art in my own life again-Saved me. I don't even want to think of where I would be today without it, if I never would of walked into that scrapbook store six years ago... I would of never been reignited with that creative spark that I lost so many years ago. Now I carry it with me so openly, as if I wear it on my sleeve like this tattoo.
Art keeps me alive everyday with exploration and insights into this little life of mine. It wakes me up every morning, turns on that coffee pot and waits for me to begin writing.
Art opens my mind and spirit throughout the day. It is my life companion. It is the way I pray sometimes. It is who I truly am.
I remember the days I walked without it. Something was always missing. I would see glimmers of it, but it always seemed a little foolish and a big distraction from 'real' life. So, I kept it in a place that was so far away.
Once I picked up a realistic adult hobby of memory keeping, it started to resurface. When I looked through my camera to take ordinary pictures, I began to see art. When I started writing blog posts, I began to see art. Those little creative steps brought it back to a place where I could not ever imagine going without it again. I felt alive again.
Art does save lives! It did mine. What about yours?